The stranger on the horse searches for death, but cannot find it; he longs to die, but death eludes him.
For six long years this man has wandered through the remains, watching ash swirl gently from the scorched land and naked trees, each day has grown colder, more grey and faded away into murk; the longer he stays in one place, the less light it has. 726 more words
Previously, we saw there are wars happening within ourselves and wars happening with each other. Today, we will discover the primary reason we are at war with ourselves and, consequently, with each other: we are at war with God. 1,924 more words
Sometimes as a writer, you just have to let the fingers flow with your heart and as the tears fall with every click of a letter, you reach peace… Before reading any further; I am just fine but some people right now are heavy on my heart and steady on my mind. 634 more words